Ma Canshi was injured by Zhao Fuyun and went to the mountain to worship Gu all night long. This was known to all the high-ranking cultivators in Wuze County.
Now he is back, with a fierce aura, alone, with disheveled hair, and his whole body is thin and a bit out of shape, but his aura is vigorous and surging.
"Silkworm Master, what do you want?" Yin Wushou was a little worried.
Because he knew that Ma Wutian had suffered a loss from Zhao Fuyun, he was afraid that Ma Wutian would have to live and die with Zhao Fuyun.
No matter who was injured or killed, he felt bad. Behind Zhao Fuyun was Tiandu Mountain, and behind Ma Wuling was Wuze County, which also represented a group of people.
People from the same place have a lot of intricate relationships behind them, and they are kissed at every turn.
"I, Ma Wutian, have never been so humiliated since I refined the Golden Silkworm Gu. Today, I want to rectify the name of the Golden Silkworm Gu." Ma Wutian's tone did not allow others to refute. Everyone was watching, and everyone of his generation knew him. His personality is extreme and stubborn, and his juniors are even more afraid to speak.
Yin Wushou frowned and did not speak.
Because the person surrounding Zhao Fuyun now is named You Lingpo. She is You Shiva's sister and has the same extreme personality. She feels that it is Zhao Fuyun who has ruined everyone's affairs, so she must pay the price.
But from Yin Wushou's point of view, what if Zhao Negiyun paid the price? So what if I kill him? It will not affect the outcome, it will only create a deadly feud. Even if someone is found who is willing to come forward, in order to appease the anger of Tiandu Mountain, the person who did it may have to be buried with him.
Ma Wutian didn't say anything to these people. He went directly to the outside of Zhao Fuyun's courtyard, sat on the ground, opened the box on his back, and a pale golden silkworm flew out.
In an instant, everyone's thoughts seemed to be torn apart by something. All kinds of messy sounds appeared, and hallucinations appeared in their eyes, as if countless bugs were born out of thin air and flying around them.
The golden silkworm flew into the hospital.
Zhao Fuyun had been standing there looking at the ghost clouds surging in the sky. At this moment, there were messy sounds in his ears.
Then I saw a piece of bug flying in my eyes.
His heart tightened, these bugs formed into pieces, and the sound they made was like some kind of curse, directly tearing apart his consciousness.
Zhao Fuyun retreated, retreating into the middle hall and in front of the statue of the 'Red Lord'.
He made a virtual fist with his left hand, and inserted the sword finger of his right hand into the hole of his left fist. His body was slightly bent, with his right foot in front, forming a lunge.
That patch of bugs has already swarmed in.
There were more insects, they were densely packed, and a ferocious aura rushed towards them.
His thoughts tightened and his sword finger was drawn out.
It was paddling rapidly in the void, with nine lines crisscrossing vertically and horizontally.
An invisible red net appeared in the void, instantly blocking the insects. Later, he drew a circle in the void, trapping all the insects in it.
"burn!"
Flames surged out of thin air, and the insect shadows all over the sky suddenly burned in the ring of fire, but then dispersed like bubbles.
However, a bug reveals its true form.
The insect glowed with golden light in Zhao Fuyun's eyes, but it was dreamlike and hazy. At this moment, Zhao Fuyun felt that he was dazzled.
At this moment, the flames in the dojo were blown away by a black and red spiritual light.
Zhao Fuyun saw the pair of black bean-like eyes, which revealed a fierce brilliance.
He heard a voice in his ears: "I have heard for a long time that the disciples of Tiandu Mountain, Jingxuan, attacked me sneakily that day and injured my Can'er. Today, I, Can'er, struggled to survive. I recovered from thousands of poisonous insects and was about to Teach the disciples of Tiandu Mountain the magic."
The sound resounded instantly inside and outside the courtyard, and everyone inside and outside heard it. People in Wuze County looked at the person sitting cross-legged in front of the small courtyard, and spontaneously felt a sense of respect.
Zhao Fuyun said nothing.
Instead, he stretched out his left hand and pulled out a fire needle from the needle bag at his waist. He held it in his hand, made a fist, and closed it at his waist. He pinched the tail of the needle with his right index finger and thumb, pulled it out, and then threw it out.
A flash of red light was like a red line, drawing an arc, piercing the void, and instantly piercing the forehead of the golden silkworm.
The surging ferocious energy dissipated instantly.
Flames penetrated the Golden Silkworm Gu's body from the fire needle, and the Golden Silkworm Gu immediately burned, fell to the ground, trembled, and died with a strange sound.
The fire needle trembled, pulled up, and turned into a red thread and fell back into Zhao Fuyun's hand.
Ma Wutian screamed outside, and his eyes seemed to see a red light falling from the sky, piercing into the depths of his consciousness and turning into a raging flame. Under the impact of the flame, his consciousness was instantly destroyed. Burn.
In the sudden silence, the people behind Ma Wulin felt that the aura on Ma Wulin's body was dissipating rapidly.
Someone immediately ran over and shouted: "Uncle Five, Uncle Five, Uncle Five..."
"Uncle Wu is dead..."
"Uncle Wu was killed by people from the imperial court..."
There was a commotion in the dark alley, but no one made a sound.
Everyone looked at the leaders of Wuze County's cultivators present, waiting for their orders.
Obviously, the young people have blood boiling in their hearts, and they will rush in as long as they give the order.
However, Yin Wushou and the other old people endured it. However, Li Heipi seemed to be unable to bear it and said: "Although Ma Wutian always hides at home to guard his golden silkworms, he is also our Wu Ze It’s not appropriate for a reputable person from the county to die here like this.”
"Then what do you want?" Yin Wushou asked.
"Although Nanling is subordinate to the Great Zhou Dynasty, it has never said that our people can be killed by them at will. I, Li Heipi, have traveled all over Wuze Eighteen Villages and there has never been a time when I couldn't fight back."
As Li Heipi began to get excited, several monkeys around him began to howl.
"Li Heipi, don't mess around. Ma Wuling is already dead. We'll wait until Mr. Wu comes here." Yin Wushou said.
"Yin Wushou, why are you so courageous? Will Lord Wu kill him when he comes? What if Lord Wu hands us over to Tiandu Mountain in order to make good friends with Tiandu Mountain?" Li Heipi asked loudly, but there was A cold snort sounded.
"Noisy ones, afraid of this and that. I, Yu Lingpo, walk in the foggy mountains and rivers. I am born and raised. I am not afraid of anyone. Look at my ghosts eating spirits."
This is the voice of Yu Lingpo who has been hiding somewhere for a long time. Yu Lingpo made a Yin Gathering Flag, so she can raise dozens of Yin ghosts.
As soon as she spoke, before Yin Wushou could speak, the dark ghost clouds in the sky were already rushing towards the courtyard.
At the same time, the Yin-gathering flag was pierced, bringing up a gloomy wind and falling into the small courtyard. A ghost cloud poured into the courtyard along with it, and among the ghost cloud, an old woman reached out and grabbed the flag. Rod.
It turned out that she had been hiding among the ghost clouds in the sky.
I saw her shaking the Yin Gathering Flag, and the Yin wind was blowing everywhere. The ghost clouds gathered together showed more than ten Yin ghost faces of different shapes.
Yu Lingpo suddenly let out a scream. This was the scream of the Yin spirit, which could directly hurt people's souls. It was a spell she was good at. She had only slowly learned it after spending so many years with the Yin spirits.
At the same time, the evil spirit formed by the ghosts rushed into the house like invisible waves.
She saw a young man who still looked elegant even in the current life-and-death struggle. He seemed to have pulled out an invisible knife from his waist and slashed towards her.
She then saw a wave of fire pouring out of the house. Under the wave of fire, the dark spirits quickly dissipated like mist seeing sunlight.
But the fire wave didn't stop at all, as if the target was not those ghosts at all, but her.
She saw a god looking down at her in the fire waves. At that moment, she was so frightened by the god's power that she could not move.
"burn!"
She heard this voice in her ears, and then her whole consciousness seemed to be ignited.
She found that her body was suddenly on fire. Not only her clothes, but her consciousness was also on fire. From the inside to the outside, from the outside to the inside, the flames suddenly burst out of her body, surging from her seven orifices and pores.
Outside the courtyard, there were people standing on the roof looking into the courtyard.
The moment he saw Yu Lingpo being burned to death, he was so shocked that he shouted: "Burned, burned to death..."
Yin Wushou's face was ugly. He obviously wanted to prevent everyone from fighting Zhao Fuyun in this courtyard, but two people died one after another.
This made him not know what to do for a while.
"Yin Wushou, you deal with dead people every day, so your blood is probably running cold." Li Heipi picked up the whistle hanging around his neck and blew it.
The moment the sharp and piercing whistle sounded, the four monkeys surrounding him immediately climbed up the wall.
And he himself followed closely behind. He only stepped on the courtyard and jumped over the courtyard wall.
The four monkeys each held sharp knives in their hands and rushed into the house.
When Li Heipi saw Yu Lingpo still burning in the yard, a trace of sadness flashed in his heart.
Although Yu Lingpo had a weird temperament, she was also very beautiful when she was young. He also liked her in his heart, but he was young at that time and had been practicing the art of conquering monkeys, so he did not pursue her.
Later, Yu Lingpo practiced the art of raising and subjugating ghosts, and her whole person became cold and cold, and she had no chance.
But now, she is just a burned corpse on the ground.
These emotions flashed through his heart. He held the whip himself, followed the four monkeys, and said loudly: "Zhao Fuyun, since you came to Wuze, Wuze has not calmed down for a day. You Kill my comrades in Wuze and bully my comrades in Wuze. Today I will chop off your head to pay homage to my dead comrades in Wuze."
After he said these words, his heart was extremely full of emotions, and the feeling of being suppressed by the divine power was washed away.
The magic power on his body surged, and the four monkeys pounced on him from four angles with sharp knives in hand, making strange screams from their mouths.
And he shook the whip in his hand, and after a snap, the whip rolled up and whipped towards Zhao Fuyun.
He knew that this was Zhao Fuyun's dojo, and he also knew that there was a strong fire here, and he felt the power in the flames that could not be looked directly at or violated.
But he felt that the monkey he was training could overcome these problems. He had always been worried about the death of his previous monkey, and felt that if he had not been careless, the monkey would not have died.
So this time, the four monkeys moved together, and he himself followed closely behind.
At this moment, he saw Zhao Fuyun shake his hands without saying a word, like scattering flowers.
He saw five points of red light spilling from his hand, and then immediately heard the strange screams of his four monkeys suddenly stopped. At the same time, their limbs were in chaos in an instant, and they jumped and walked, and fell down one by one. On the ground.
He was startled, that ray of light had already passed through his whip shadow and arrived in front of him. The fear of death surged in his heart, and he let out a strange scream that sounded both courageous and fearful.
The strange cry was similar to that of a monkey, and even though he quickly turned his head to the side and fell to the ground, his eyebrows still stung. He had already felt the pain when he turned his head slightly, and rolled on the ground to avoid it. It was just inertia.
When he fell to the ground, lying flat and looking at the crescent moon in the sky, his eyes had lost their sparkle and his pupils were dilated.
Zhao Fuyun walked out step by step and pulled out the fire needles from the eyebrows of the four monkeys.
Suddenly, emotion arose in my heart.
I had no grudges against them, but some things collided and resulted in disaster.
In the mortal world, no one can escape the entanglements of grudges and right and wrong.
This is the fate of the mortal world.
